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Enshrouded in the depths of a haunting forest, door 161 stands, its surface etched with elaborate, ancient runes and patterns. It is as if the very trees have claimed it, their gnarled roots and twisted branches enwrapping the stone frame, creating a natural archway. The atmosphere is thick with mist, and the forest floor is blanketed with fallen leaves, suggesting that few dare to approach. The door itself seems to absorb the faint light, giving it a somber, ominous presence, as though it guards the threshold to forbidden secrets or a realm not meant for the living. This is a place where folklore could awaken, and tales of old might just cross over into the realm of the present.